I BELIEVE ALL WILL BE FORGIVEN -- tag: k/b/n

[noah everett cervantes]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - it turns out that gabe's emergency? hadn't been so major. just one of his sisters being a dumbass, but if noah was being completely honest, gabe's sisters were always being dumbasses. it hadn't exactly been the highlight of his teaching career to have one of them in his class, though he had to admit that he owed her a big 'thank you' for introducing him to her brother. even if it was inadvertently so. not that he was going to go crazy and say that he loved gabe or anything but life was definitely better when he was in it. brighter. happier. definitely filled with far more sex than before which was surprising seeing as noah's first assumption of gabe was that the guy was an asexual mess that needed an introduction into the world of sex by one noah cervantes. but he guessed that that 'introduction' was something gabe liked rather a lot because ever since, that's usually where being in the same room as gabe led him. and that was why he had run out of the bar so quickly the night before. because gabe meant sex. that was all. of course, he could have left after having figuring out gabe's crisis and then having crisis sex. he could have said that he needed to work things out with adaline or that lucas was dropping by and ada wanted him to be there to entertain her family. but if he had done that, he would have missed out on waking up next to gabe the following morning. he would have missed kissing him good morning and making him some coffee, and he would have missed the look on his punk little sister's face when she walked into the kitchen to see him sitting at the kitchen table shirtless. yeah. that's what the little bitch got for switching out of his class. and mostly he would have missed out on the tender way gabe kissed him goodbye and the promise that they'd see one another later. and he would have missed the way it felt to hold gabe in his arms and know it would only be a full work day before he was able to feel that again. but their relationship was strictly sexual. yeah. strictly. but apparently he'd missed out on a lot more at home than he'd missed with gabe. because when he got back, the door was unlocked and adaline was gone. that could mean only one thing - barbra had somebody over last night. he couldn't help but laugh quietly to himself at the realization and seeing as he was the first one in the house, he made his way into the kitchen to start the morning coffee. the coffeepot was still half-way full, though, and the coffee was cold. he frowned before pressing a button on the pot that would heat the bottom of the machine until it had warmed up the rest of the coffee. a handy feature, but he'd never had to use it before. when coffee was made, it was immediately put into a cup and people drank it until it was gone. looking around more carefully, he saw two almost full cups of coffee on the counter. what had babs done last night? or more, who? his mind immediately corrected his question as he made his way back to the room he shared with his best friend, not caring that he was probably going to be walking in on two sleeping lesbians (or maybe just one - maybe this one had the foresight to leave). barbra never bothered with coffee. she operated much of the same way that he did. they were designed so that there were no traces of their one night stand except for what they left on the bedsheets and even then, one load of laundry and that was taken care of. coffee didn't make any sense. unless it was adaline (and he really doubted it was), there was something going on that he didn't know about. and he didn't like it. so he pushed open the door to their bedroom and flicked on the light. immediately the blonde laying beside his best friend let out a groan and said, "turn that fucking thing off," and picked up the nearest thing to her and threw it in his general direction. it didn't come close to hitting him and noah's eyes widened. he'd know that temperament and whiny groan anywhere. "good morning to you, too, sunshine," he responded and he smirked as he was rewarded with kendall's eyes snapping open. he had never been so happy for his friend being such a light sleeper. it was a mark of her profession more than anything that she could be alert so quickly, but it still brought him some serious satisfaction. that is, it brought him some serious satisfaction until he realized what this meant. kendall and barbra. in bed. great. his stomach twisted in...well would have been jealousy if he was straight but what was probably just pure anger that they had worked around his system. there was a reason he kept those two apart, and it was for more than the fact that he liked sleeping in his own bed without feeling violated. "looks like you two had some fun," he said flatly as kendall shot him a glare and turned to gently shake barbra's shoulder. "i mean so much fun that you broke bro code. do you remember what happened last time i broke bro code, ken?" "shut up, noah, or i'll actually tear them off this time." so feisty. exactly why he loved her. and exactly why he had vowed to keep her as far away from barbra as possible. how could he have slipped up so badly last night? how could he have forgotten to make sure kendall wasn't anywhere in the vicinity? he usually counted on them living in different cities but he should have known eventually this would happen. he was just hoping that it would have been later. much later. like when barbra was no longer living with him later. because getting two girls like that together was not a good thing. it was not a good thing at all. TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA AND I GUESS ME/KENDALL HAHA YAYYY FOR DOUBLING TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[barbra helen stien]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc172/damijoandamija/sbg.jpg); padding-left: 50px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 10px;] near to you you and i have something different, and i'm enjoying it, cautiously. i'm battle scarred, i am working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be. he's disappearing, fading, suddenly. i'm so close to being yours, won't you stay with me... please? words || 7 4 7 || tag || renee/kendall/noah || outfit || naked Barbra knew better than anyone else that sleeping with Kendall really had been a dick move when it came to Noah. She knew that they would probably have an argument about it in which she would win and probably get a pair of shoes out of it all, but that didn’t mean that she liked arguing with her best friend. Noah was, well, Noah was her husband. And she loved him. And even though he was all kinds of cute when he was upset about something that didn’t mean that she ever really wanted him upset with her. There was no way in hell, though, that she could’ve passed up spending the night with Kendall. She held no regrets. There hadn’t been one moment during the night that Kendall hadn’t well and proved that she was so worth whatever battle she was going to have with Noah the next day. The blonde, well, she was amazing in more ways than Babs had even anticipated. The brunette stood by a very strong code that you didn’t have a second night with someone that you might end up really liking. There was just something about Kendall though, something that made Barbra feel that it was going to be more than their mutual knowing of Noah Cervantes that was going to keep them in each other’s lives. She had no idea when they had finally tuckered each other out but it didn’t feel like she had been sleeping all that long. Barbra was all curled up to the other woman, her head resting on her chest and she looked more the peaceful. That was until a light turned on and her brows knitted. Why lights? Why was there lights? And why was Kendall moving away from her? And why was there….Noah? God why was there Noah? It didn’t take much of having her shoulder shaken before browns opened and landed on the woman beside her. There was a small smile on those full lips of hers as she moved to cuddle up to her a bit more and she pressed her lips to Kendall’s neck. “Noah, shut up, leave the room, give us a moment then we’ll be out,” she spoke in an order not an option. It wasn’t often that she actually wanted the person that she’d slept with the night before around, but in that moment she just wanted to stay in the world where all that existed was herself and this beautiful blonde. She didn’t need Noah butting into her happy little world right in that moment. It wasn’t normal for her, to want this, to simply be allowed the possibility of waking up next to someone else and feel like she just wanted to be with Kendall for a few moments. What was going to happen between the two of them she had no idea. She didn’t know if they would ever sleep together again or if this was going to be a one night thing. She knew that Kendall had been spiting Noah just as much as she had the night before, so many Kenny didn’t want more than one night. She didn’t care, though, not right then. Right then she was going to move so that she was half laying on Kendall and looking down at her. She was going to push some of those blonde locks out of her face before leaning down to kiss her deeply. She was going to enjoy the feel of pout pressed to pout and their still very not clothed bodies flat against one another. She was going to continue to kiss this woman and run fingers up and down her side slowly. Babs did finally pull away after a few seconds and she looked down at her with a pleased smile on her face her browns searching Kendall’s greens. “That was a much better wake up, don’t you think?” she purred before pecking her lips again then simply laying there and twirling her hair around her fingers. “Do you want some breakfast?” Noah didn’t matter right then, and even if he had continued to stand right there in the room, well then he was a lucky boy who just got a show. In the focus and eyes of Barbra Helen, though, he wasn’t home yet. And she wasn’t going to pay attention to him until she decided she was ready to. Which may very well not have been until Kendall left to go where ever she went. notes || lets play the ignore noah game

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[noah everett cervantes]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - noah wrinkled his nose at the sight of two of his best friends in the entire world. not that it was repulsive to see them together because they were two women and he was as gay as the fourth of july. no, he wouldn't deny that they made a stunning pair and honestly, they were both so close to him that it'd be a lie if he said he hadn't seen either one of them in a less than clothed and less than innocent state before. no it wasn't being there to witness the affection that really bothered him, it was more that it was happening at all. again, barbra worked on the same code that he did and generally so did kendall so that when they slept with someone, they didn't have to do that kind of shit in the morning. there were no kisses or touches or smiles or whatever the fuck was happening in front of him, and at the look on kendall's face like babs was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen, he wanted to seriously keel over and puke. and the order to leave? he raised an eyebrow. on any other day maybe he would have taken that advice mainly for the other girl's sake because he felt there was some embarrassment in being seen naked by some random gay man after hooking up in his bed. but not this day. not when it was two girls he knew extremely well who must have known that he kept them apart for a reason. "or here's a thought," he said in response to barbra's words, "you two can get your asses out of my bed, put some clothes on, and kendall can head off to work so i can lock you in a closet because it seems that's what i have to do these days to keep my friends from making stupid ass decisions." at the mention of work, he did see kendall glance quickly in his direction and he knew that he had guessed right on that front. but she quickly went back to ignoring him at the presence of barbra's hands and her lips and again the urge to vomit rose in noah's stomach. ugh. affection. from one heartless bitch to another, it was honestly just too much. and he had to sit there and watch as kendall returned the kiss and melted under barbra's touch, too tired to really resist and too apathetic to really try and make an effort to rub what had happened in his face even as she refused to acknowledge him again under what he assumed to be her taking silent orders from barbra. which was sickening in its own right. and honestly, he thought he was going to hold it together until barbra asked if kendall wanted breakfast, and then that was too much. that was too domestic, too home-y, too unlike barbra and kenny that he couldn't help but let out a frustrated noise and say, "when you two are done attempting to make me vomit, i'll be in the kitchen warming up the coffee you wasted." then he shook his head and muttered an annoyed, "lesbians,," under his breath before leaving the room. kendall couldn't be bothered much to even watch him go, especially with such a beautiful girl hovering over her. "far more enjoyable," kendall replied even as noah stalked out of the room and she tried to keep the laughter out of her voice as she did so. she returned barbra's kiss before slumping back almost lazily. maybe noah did have a point in that this was a little too domestic for them, but hell, it had achieved the purpose she wanted which was to piss the little gay dude off and apparently make him sick to his stomach, which was actually just an added bonus. "but breakfast is going to be a little strained for time. as much as i hate to acknowledge that he opens that ungodly mouth of his, noah's right. duty calls." and god did she ever hate the hospital for it. of course, it was her job and she really couldn't complain much especially after the night she'd had. but this did mean actually having to get out of bed and either take a taxi to the hospital and ask jagger to come get her when her shift ended or going back home and risk being late so she could change and take her own car. either way? neither were viable options, especially when she just wanted to lay in bed with barbra for the rest of the day. because she liked barbra she decided, sometime between getting her clothes off and getting her on the bed. she could see why noah wanted to keep the pair of them away from one another just by his reaction to them; babs was someone who was commanding and fiery and if anything, kendall had reached that point in her life where those were the first two words next to "batshit insane" that people used to describe her as well. and maybe it wasn't good to put fire with fire because someone always ended up burned but she didn't see what the big issue was if the person being burned was noah. so she gave her another, deeper kiss, running her fingers up through the hairs on the back of barbra's scalp to get tangled in as she did so, not giving a flying fuck if noah came back to bitch at them or not. somehow, even without coffee, she thought that she'd manage. TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA AND I GUESS ME/KENDALL HAHA BABIES TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[barbra helen stien]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc172/damijoandamija/sbg.jpg); padding-left: 50px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 10px;] near to you you and i have something different, and i'm enjoying it, cautiously. i'm battle scarred, i am working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be. he's disappearing, fading, suddenly. i'm so close to being yours, won't you stay with me... please? words || 6 8 8 || tag || renee/kendall/noah || outfit || naked Barbra was sure that Kendall knew as much as Noah that this was not how she usually functioned. Hell, the brunette had a feeling that this wasn't how Kendall functioned either, which was fine enough to Barbra. She was trying to convince her that the kisses, the touches, the invitation for breakfast, they were all just made in hopes of pissing off that mutual friend of theirs. Which really, worked all too well. He seemed to have his panties well and in a twist. And while usually that was all that she needed to feel like she'd achieved some kind of goal, even after Noah stormed out of the room causing a laugh to come from her lips, she didn't move off of Kendall. She didn't stop moving her hands over the other woman's form. So maybe it wasn't so much just the way that this pissed off Noah more than she had even anticipated. She found herself wanting to just lay with this woman, just have her close, and this caused confusion in her. More confusion really than she'd ever felt when it came to another woman. She'd never been in love, she'd never really had relationships, she loved sex, she loved the thrill of one night stands, she loved being able to say goodbye and never see someone again. But this, whatever it was, this was not something that she ever did. And in all truth, she was more than a little alright with it. "Not only are you beautiful but you're responsible. Is there anything wrong with you Kendall?" she spoke against her lips, sweeter words really than she had ever said to another person. Except for maybe Noah, but he didn't really count because she didn't sleep with Noah. That thought in and of itself was one that she never liked to linger on for very long. What she did want to linger on, though, was the kisses that she was sharing with this woman. The way that simply kissing her make her feel warm all over. Barbra returned that deeper kiss pressing her pelvis into Kendall's own and letting out a soft moan. All that was needed for the world to be forgotten all over again was the kiss that they were sharing. It was finally Barbra that pulled away and let out a bit of a frustrated groan. If she didn't have time for breakfast she most certainly didn't have time for another round. Though Barbra really did wish that she did. Her kisses moved from Kendall's lips down her neck, then across her shoulders before venturing to kiss all over her torso. They didn't stop there though moving low onto her abdomen and kissing as close as she could before lips would touch her core again then she moved back up her body to press a heated kiss to lips. "We better get out of bed before I make you late for work," she spoke in a lusty whisper then reluctantly moved off of her. This was some kind of torture. It had to bed. All that Barbra wanted to do was stay in bed with this woman for the whole day and make love to her. Feel her body over and over again with sober fingers this time. Barbra wanted to feel the way that her body trembled when she reached her climax, she wanted to feel those full lips on her own body. Those soft fingers. There really wasn't anything quite like love making between two women. Or at least that was how the brunette felt. There would be time for that later, she was more than sure that this wouldn't be the only intimate encounter between the two of them. It'd become more than just spiting Noah for Babs in those moments. Barbra moved off of the bed grabbing her robe and putting it over her body. She then went to lean on the door frame to watch Kendall almost shameless as she got out of the bed. Barbra was, after all, a sexual creature. Who really did enjoy the appearance of a beautiful woman naked before her. notes || dklfhaoeihfroae these women

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[kendall ilse wilson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - this wasn't kendall's usual style. to be honest, even the simple act of hooking up in a bed that was not her own but still familiar to her was strange in its own right. she was usually good in that way. while she didn't used to care where she got her sex or who it was with, she had reached the point recently where she put limitations, mainly because of work. either they'd be at her place which usually didn't happen as her place was crawling with wilsons of various ages, sexualities, and last names, none who were really too subtle when it came to seeing she was with someone and wanting to frighten them off to piss her off or in the words of jason and zane "save her from herself". or they would go to the other person's house or apartment or condo or wherever they were living and depending on how far away they lived from the hospital or her house, she rarely stayed. more for reasons of getting to work than emotional detachment though that played a big part of it, too. kendall wilson had no time on her hands for a boyfriend or girlfriend, thank you very much. between her siblings, their extended family, and work, she had plenty on her plate without a needy one night stand clinging to her. but this was different. this was different in a lot of ways than what she was used to but the biggest difference of them all was that she had hooked up with barbra stien. and though she didn't know anything about babs except that she was positively fantastic in bed and apparently was friends with one noah cervantes, she was drawn to her. call it an aura or an attraction to demeanor or hell just a fondness for the girl's full lips and generally attractive face and her affinity for pissing off said cervantes, but kendall couldn't keep her eyes off of her. even in the club the previous night she had been drawn to her in a way that had brightened up her rather dreary night, and the way she took her by the waist with that lusty, mischievous grin was enough to make her lose the better part of her judgment that she was just beginning to develop. barbra stien wasn't someone so easily forgotten. and she'd known that diving into it. she'd known that because she had been in this bed before, even if just because she was passed out drunk and curled up next to a gay man she could consider one of her closest friends. she had been in that house more times than she could count, was as familiar with it as she was her own. barbra was a part of that house now - she wasn't someone kendall could avoid and shit, kendall wasn't sure she was someone that she wanted to avoid. with the way she pressed her lower body against hers, the kisses she left down her body that elicited small, breathy moans from her lips and the eager way in which she caught her lips again, barbra stien was poison. there was no way that was going to be good for her. but she didn't care. she returned the kiss with fervor, pressing her body in close to barbra's, and when the other woman moved off her, she let out a noise of frustration. "tease," she said, eyes fixated on barbra's nude form as she retrieved her robe. as if she hadn't gotten her fix of it the night before. honestly, though, babs was beautiful, and maybe not in a conventional sense but in a way that kendall greatly appreciated. every bit of her was captivating and she had no qualms about studying her skin until it was covered and she had to sit up to retrieve her own clothes. it had been a while since she'd had to go through an actual walk of shame. this was old territory. she retrieved her clothes from the floor, though, and dressed herself, not daring to touch noah's robe and figuring she'd get hell for it if she did anyway. "enjoying the show?" she laughed as she maneuvered the zipper of her dress up her back. she got it up with a practiced and familiar motion, and then walked over to barbra and placed a kiss on those full lips of hers, arms sliding around her waist. she could hear a disgusted noise from outside the room and knew noah was being a nosy little shit but she didn't care. she had a few minutes to spare. why not spend them pissing the little faggot off? "you're such a beautiful sight to wake up to in the morning," she grinned as she pulled away, and she looked up as noah approached them, clapping his hands together. "so are you two done being disgusting yet or should i prepare myself for more nausea?" he looked kendall up and down and raised an eyebrow. "no wonder she came home with you, ken, hot fucking damn." kendall just winked in response before turning her attention back to babs. "i should really get going," she told her, pressing another quick kiss to her lips. "but hey, i'll hit you up some time. now that i know where to find you." she turned her attention noah and raised an eyebrow. "got it?" he just frowned in response, displeased at the notion of the two actually hooking up again. there were far more important things in the world than lesbian sex - like his friendships. he didn't like the idea of them being destroyed by their carelessness. TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA AND I GUESS ME/NOAH HAHA BABIES TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[barbra helen stien]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc172/damijoandamija/sbg.jpg); padding-left: 50px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 10px;] near to you you and i have something different, and i'm enjoying it, cautiously. i'm battle scarred, i am working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be. he's disappearing, fading, suddenly. i'm so close to being yours, won't you stay with me... please? words || 6 8 8 || tag || renee/kendall/noah || outfit || naked Somewhere in her mind she knew that hooking up with Kendall had probably been one of those things that she would look back on and think maybe that wasn't one of her best ideas. But right in that moment she couldn't be bothered to care. She could not for the life of her think that anything that she had done the night before was something she would want to take back. No matter how everything ended up playing out. After all, if nothing else, she had gotten wonderful sex from the moment. She had been able to wake up and tease her a bit. Then to cherry off this sunday, she had gotten to piss off Noah. Not something that she was always aiming to do, but fuck if she wasn't going to take it for what it was. Because Noah was some kind of adorable when his feathers were all ruffled and it was all that she could do to not continue to giggle. Actually, it hadn't been all that hard when she'd had Kendall under her and she would've given anything for the blonde to not have to leave so soon. Babs was a firm believe that people who had sex in the morning before they went to work ended up having a great day no matter what. She part of her wanted to make sure that Kenny had a great day. If only because beautiful women like her shouldn't have to stress out so much about things. Unfortunately Barbra understood that work was important, or else she probably would've convinced her to stay for at least an hour more, if not just calling into work all together. Her browns didn't leave the form of Kendall's body the entire time that she got dressed and she chuckled lightly at the other woman's words. "How could I not? Though, I really do think that you look so much better when your clothes are off," she purred letting her teeth sink into her bottom lip for a moment. Her arms wrapped around the other woman easily when she kissed her, and she let her lips dance with Kendall's own full ones with a soft moan. One of her hand moved down Kendall's back slowly and she smiled against her lips. "Not nearly as beautiful as you. Though, the next time you wake up next to me it may be because I'm between your legs to make sure that you get off before you have to go to work," she spoke in a husky whisper taking Kendall's bottom lip between her lips for a moment before she pulled away. Her attention then turned to the other queer in the house hold with a bit of an irritated expression on her features. Then his words came about Kendall's outfit and that was enough for her to examine the other woman again. "Isn't she just the definition of perfection?" she asked to Noah and it was all that she could to to not grab her and have her way with Kendall again. Barbra returned the quick kiss. "If you need a massage after work I'll be here," she purred. The brunette watched with a lazy smile on her lips as Kendall made her exit, her eyes not leaving the other woman's form. Babs pushed herself off of the wall with a dreamy kind of sigh after Kendall exited the apartment and then made her way into the kitchen to get herself a cup of coffee. In all truth of the matter, she really didn't want to hear it from Noah. Not just yet. Not when she was still riding some kind of natural high from a drug that she could call Kendall Wilson. notes || dklfhaoeihfroae these women

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[noah everett cervantes]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding-left:16px; padding-top:0px; padding-right:0px; padding-bottom:0px; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2nbr3oi.jpg) ] hey i'm gonna get you, too another one bites the dust - - - - - - - - - - - - - - watching the pair of them was disgusting. honestly, if noah didn't love the damn girls so much he'd call it a lost cause and just walk away. let them hurt each other - see if he cared. the fact of the matter was, he knew babs and kendall. it started as just innocent sex, it was always just innocent sex, but then one day one got a little more involved than the other or suddenly there's a string of jealousy or something equally as trivial or stupid and then it just took one power struggle before one took the other and crushed them into a tiny pulp. and normally noah would be happy to sit back and watch the drama unfold, make bets on who would snap first or what their ultimate downfall would be, what it was that was going to make kendall want to burn shit and babs want to crush souls, but this was different. this was kendall and barbra, not two random lesbians he really couldn't care less about. and it was troubling to see the affection and he hoped for their sake that it was because they wanted to gross him out and not because they actually meant a word of it. knowing them, it probably started with an agreement to freak him out that just got steadily got more and more competitive and now they were just trying to see who could win the award for most disgusting display of affection. kendall's low moan as babs bit down on her lip was enough to make him nauseous and if anything was going to make him puke up the little coffee was able to consume it was barbra calling kendall perfect. just little things. little things that drove him absolutely up the wall because it was a game now - but when you kept playing the same game and trying to find ways to make it interesting, pretty soon it stops being just a game. and noah wasn't ready for that. he wasn't ready for the blowout. kendall waved her goodbye and blew a final kiss, though he wasn't necessarily sure if it was to him or barbra. probably both. probably mainly him. for the torture she was putting him through. barbra's gaze didn't escape him and unnatural possessiveness toward not only her but kendall as well rose up in him. barbra was his best friend and he loved her more than he could ever love another woman in his life. that was a fact. he didn't want her getting mixed up with someone like kendall, and in that way, he didn't want kendall getting mixed up with someone like barbra. kendall was him in a more crazy female form, and players didn't work out well when they ended up being the ones being played. this just didn't end well in his mind; it was a catastrophe of sorts that no one would be able to prevent and he hated having to sit back and just watch as they fueled the flames that would burn them alive. unless of course, everything worked out. but, and call him melodramatic if you will, noah didn't see that happening. kendall had too much on her hands and barbra had too big of dreams to be stuck in new haven for much longer. they were both too headstrong, both too impulsive, and crazy in their own way: barbra was controlling and scary and noah would never forget the day kendall actually poured gasoline on him and lit him on fire because he spaced out in the middle of conversation and she claimed he "didn't realize what she'd said and object to it fast enough". he had the burn scars to lovingly remind him of it every now and then. it was bad news to get those two mixed up in each other and throw sex into the equation and it just got worse. so he followed barbra into the kitchen, shaking his head slowly as he said, "you honestly don't know what the fuck you're getting yourself into with her, do you?" TAGGED FOR KIT/BARBRA ~PROTECTIVE NOAH~ TEMPLATE BY OH SO COOPERNATURAL ! @ CAUTION.

[barbra helen stien]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-image: url(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc172/damijoandamija/sbg.jpg); padding-left: 50px; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-top: 10px;] near to you you and i have something different, and i'm enjoying it, cautiously. i'm battle scarred, i am working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be. he's disappearing, fading, suddenly. i'm so close to being yours, won't you stay with me... please? words || 6 9 4 || tag || renee/kendall/noah || outfit || naked babs was more than a little aware of everything being all fun and games until someone got hurt. hell, more times than not she was the one on the side of doing the hurting. because she really didn't care about a lot of things, or a lot of people. the last time that she had gotten emotionally invested, or well, someone was emotionally invested in her it hadn't ended all that well. of course she had been trying to be something that she wasn't. she as trying to be some kind of straight woman, which she really wasn't, and never would be. no matter how great jordan had been to her. there was a large part of her that was happy to be back into her normal groove of things, picking up a pretty girl and then having a great night. this usually would've been easily followed by never seeing them again, but kendall, was going to be the exception. if only because they both knew noah. she really wasn't sure what it was about all of this that was entertaining her so. maybe it was simply that they were making noah so very, very uncomfortable. though, there was a part of her that was wondering if the words that were coming from kendall and her own lips were just to make the man in the house want to throw up his coffee or because either of them was actually feeling something. it was true enough that she would more than happily see kendall again. especially sexually. there was a fire in the blonde though, that he own flame was attracted to. she knew better than any how unwise it was to get into anything with a woman who was so similar to her in certain ways, but fuck if she was going to let that stop her now. she wasn't looking for a relationship. she wasn't looking for anything serious. but she'd be more than happy with spending more nights with tangled bodies and heated kisses with that one blonde. barbra was leaning on the counter after filling up a cup of coffee when noah came into the kitchen with her. of course, she expected some kind of lecture. most of the time, she and noah just stayed out of each other's sex life. when it came to love, the kind that didn't need to be filled with sex, there was noah. there would always be a part of her that was going to be in love with that best friend of hers no matter what happened in either of their romantic lives. because he was her noah. they were too close to not be in some form of love with one another. no matter her love for him, though, that didn't change the fact that he was very much so, sticking his nose right in her business. which really, had been a sort of silent rule that neither of them at broken at this point. and there was a reason for that. for as controlling as barbra was she'd never tried to control noah's relationships, and visa versa. sure, she'd control tristan's or joshua's, but not noah's. and usually, he was the same. one of those brows moved to arch by her hairline and she took a drink off of the coffee before bringing the cup away from her lips and holding it in both of her hands. a sigh followed the brow raised and a good roll of those big brown eyes of hers. because barbra was if nothing else over-dramatic. "noah..." she started out and tossed another sigh in there before she set her cup down on the counter and crossed her arms over her chest. "maybe i do, maybe i don't. either way, i don't really see why it's any of your business. i love you and all, but if i want to sleep with kendall, or hell, even if i felt like dating her, i really don't see why that's your concern," she said matter-of-factly before moving to take another drink of her coffee. she then started moving around the kitchen pulling out different things to make breakfast. notes || sass fight starting NOW

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